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 "Now Miss Yun, exactly what are you willing to do to get your grades up?"

   Stephanie Yun stood there looking at the teacher with a perplexing look
on her face, not entirely sure of what he meant by that.

   "Well, uhm, yes Mr.  Dorris.  I-I'm willing to, just give me the
assignment and I won't let you down," she replied, trying to hide her
concern.

   Mr.  Dorris laughed, knowing that she was still clueless to what he
wanted.  He got up from the desk and went over to the door; after shutting
and locking it he looks at Stephanie and asks, "Now are you absolutely sure
about that?" He sat on the chair with his legs open, "I think you can
figure out what I want." And to make it clear he lightly tapped his crotch.

   It took a few seconds, then Stephanie's eyes widened as she came to
realize exactly what she wanted.  She didn't know if she wanted to run and
tell someone, or comply; she desperately needed to get her grades up or she
would have to repeat the ninth grade.  She didn't know why she was
surprised; didn't she did come in hoping to use her physical attractiveness
to charm Mr.  Dorris?

   She was a very attractive fifteen-year old with long brown hair, brown
eyes with an innocent-looking face, an athletic build, and a light-brown
complexion courtesy of her Korean ancestry.  Her friends suggested that she
wear a more revealing outfit than usual, and she did; a white low-cut shirt
barely hid her 34E breasts, and a skirt that reveals her white panties. 
She dressed slutty, but somehow didn't think she could give up her
virginity for a better grade.

   "If you take care of this assignment I can promise that you won't ever
have to worry about failing in my class," he told her after seeing the
doubt in her eyes.

   "Y-you want me to...  uhm...  have sex with you?" She asked timidly,
cringing up with each word.

   "I just want you to give me a blowjob: it doesn't really count as losing
your virginity, if you're worried about that."

   Not having to worry about her grades for the rest of the time in this
class was too much for her to resist, and oral sex wouldn't be as bad as
going all the way.  She reluctantly got on her knees and crawled over to
him.

   "Now, I do want to see your tits too," he told her as she was about to
unzip his pants.

   She pulled her arms into the sleeves and then pulled them out through
the neck of her shirt.  She pushed the shirt down over her shoulders until
it was down around her waist, then pushed her bra down.  Mr.  Dorris
reached down and held both of her breasts in his hands and lightly rubbed
his thumbs over her brown nipples, causing her to cringe up slightly.

   Stephanie tried to ignore him fondling her breasts and started to
unbuckle his belt.  After fumbling with his pants she managed to pull out
his erect cock, which sprang out and bumped her lower jaw.  She flinched at
the touch and looked at it with uncertainty.

   "I-It's kinda big," she said,: although she couldn't entirely deny a
sense of lust in the back of her mind.

   "Thank you," Mr.  Dorris responded, pleased, and stroked the side of her
head like a pet.

   She closed her eyes and placed her lips on the tip of his cock and took
the head in her mouth.  She held it there for a few seconds, dancing her
tongue around the tip and lightly sucking on it; in other words, tasting
it. It didn't take long for her to realize that it didn't taste bad, and
soon found herself taking more of his shaft down her throat.  She pulled
her head back and forth, getting deeper and deeper each time.

   "Good girl," the teacher said, slightly groaning, and started softly
caressing her hair as she sucked on his cock.

   Stephanie was starting to get turned on herself by having her teacher's
cock in her throat, and shoved one hand in her panties and started rubbing
her clit.

   Mr.  Dorris didn't say anything, but laughed knowing that she was
starting to enjoy their session almost as much as he was.

   "Is this your first time?" He asked.

   She nodded her head in confirmation.

   "You suck dick good for being your first time."

   She came up, slurping as his cock slides out of her mouth, and looked up
at him with a rather naughty glint in her eyes.  "Well, when my parents
aren't around I do watch a lot of porn on my iPad," she gave him a
suggestive wink that surprised even her before lowering her head and taking
his cock back into her throat.

   After a few minutes he felt the familiar build-up in his groin.  Through
heavy breathing he said, "Alright, it looks like I'm about to come. 
Swallow as much as you can."

   Stephanie kept on going and braced herself; she already figured he'd
want to squirt his load in her, but the thought didn't bother her as much
as it might have even a few minutes ago.  Whatever her reluctance when all
of this started, she was now quite eager for more.

   Another minute and he let out a long, deep, moan, and Stephanie felt
something warm and sticky squirted into the back of her throat.  It was
such a shock that she initially wanted to jerk back, but he placed his hand
on the back of her head and held her there.  She struggled to breathe as
his cum filled her throat, and gagged a few times.  After what seemed like
an eternity he finally let up and she pulled back; strings of cum dripped
down her chin and landed on her tits before rolling to the floor.

   While she sat on her knees, with her chest heaving as she caught her
breath, Mr.  Dorris zipped up his pants and got up from his seat and went
into the closet behind his desk.

   Stephanie staggered to her feet and sat on one of the desks.  Her hand
was still in her panties, absent-mindedly fingering her pussy.  Stephanie
realized it, and also that she had to try and get Mr.  Dorris- or somebody-
to take care of the strong itch between her legs.  So she pushed her
panties down to her ankles and tossed them into a random corner, and sat
with her skirt lifted in a way that looked accidental; her shaved teen cunt
would be in full view for Mr.  Dorris, and she hoped that he'd ask about
fucking her.

   Mr.  Dorris emerged from the closet a few moments later carrying a
silenced automatic pistol in his right hand.  Stephanie spread her labia
and was about to start fingering herself again when she focused on her
teacher's hand.  Her eyes widened in terror, and she barely had time to
mouth any questions before he aimed the gun and pulled the trigger.

   Stephanie screamed as more than a dozen bullets dug into her breasts,
ripped through her heart and lungs; her chest exploded with pain as each
bullet struck, causing her to spasm wildly.  Within a second it was over,
but she was still thrashing around on the desk, throwing her head back and
letting out a shrilled cry of agony.  Her cries became struggled as each
attempt to draw breath burned her shredded lungs like molten lead.

   "Acting slutty won't always get you what you want," Mr.  Dorris told her
as he aimed the gun for another round.

   He pumped the remaining rounds between her legs, pulverizing her mons
pubis and pussy into a messy hole of blood and torn flesh.  She clenched
her ruined womanhood with both hands as she collapsed to the floor, letting
out wet howls of pain.

   "But at least I will keep my promise," and he pulled a clip of ammo out
of his pocket and reloaded the gun, "that you won't ever have to worry
about failing one of my classes,"

   He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back so I could look into her
brown, tear-drenched eyes.  Blood seeped down both sides of her mouth and
her chin, and the entire inside of her mouth was crimson

   "I bet you're ready for this to be over," he sneered as he used his foot
to push her back.

   Mr.  Dorris aimed the gun at her face and fired; not a simple,
single-shot to the head, but a full barrage.  She died after the first few
bullets tore through her skull, but he followed her face with the gun as
her body slumped back against the floor, until the gun was empty.  Most of
her face was a cavity filled with blood, and with pieces of her brains
exposed.  Her body twitched, and piss squirted from the mess between her
legs.

   Mr.  Dorris made sure there was no surviving records of their meeting
and cleaned up the mess.  Stephanie's corpse was dumped into a river on the
other side of town, and discovered downstream six months later in a park
two states away.